Above The Sky
Chapter 728 - 728 6 Total Annihilation!

728: Chapter 6: Total Annihilation!

(6000, third update) 728: Chapter 6: Total Annihilation!

(6000, third update) “Yes!” The Iron Folk stepped forward, standing in front of the pale captive whose eyes shone with a dark amber light, “I advise you to reveal more details, otherwise, with the information you’ve provided, compared to the crime of spying on our march, you’ll most likely have to choose between being beheaded and drowning alive.”

The Hillsman asked carefully, “Can I choose to die of old age?”

Scott hit him in the face with the scabbard, “We’ve added being dismembered and thrown away as an option for you to choose.

Speak.”

Ian frowned slightly, paying no attention to Scott’s interrogation on the side.

They had captured a talkative captive, obtaining information about the interior of Leyan Territory, but the situation was not as simple as he had imagined.

Clearly, aside from the Fiery Flame Land and the Independent Villagers, both the Pro-Empire Faction and the Pacification Faction harbored treacherous thoughts.

Although they appeared to merely want to retake Leyan Territory and once again cooperate with The Empire, this was essentially a denial of the legitimate rule of Ian and other Knight Lords.

To put it simply—if this group of villagers, who had practically taken over Leyan Territory during the rebellion, managed to drive out the Independent Villagers, The Empire would certainly not send them packing, but would have to select another Baron Leyan to hang there.

As for the other Knight Lords… just wait.

After all, you didn’t hold your own territories, you deserve it.

Upon hearing this news, Ian’s first reaction was ‘What the hell, Hillsmen, they should be killed!’!

Forget about being pro or anti-Empire, the Independent Villagers were nothing but a disorganized mob; it was Martin Xuānfēng and his fellows of the Pacification Faction who were his real enemies!

“Commander.”

Scott addressed Ian as commander because they were in the midst of military action.

Having extracted some new intelligence, he approached the young man and whispered, “This Hillsman is indeed a dirty hand who wanted to steal and flee, but he says he knows the patrolling routes of the villagers and can avoid the scouts of Leyan City.”

“Should we trust him?”

“Avoiding patrol routes?

But we are not sneaking in, we are going for a direct assault.”

Coming out of his thoughts, Ian shook his head slightly and looked towards Leyan City, saying sternly, “What we need to do is not avoid, but to first eliminate the patrol troops and then crush the enemy leader.”

“Moreover, what I plan to do is not just deal with the villagers…”

At that moment, Scott noticed the eyes of the young White Folk in front of him were as cold as the perpetual glaciers of the far north, his voice carrying an indifferent air.

It was a disregard that completely treated human lives as garbage and numbers.

He said, “Our goal is to eliminate all of the leadership within Leyan Territory.

Whether they are Independent Villagers, Xuānfēng Sect, or those ignorant Hillsman Knights.

Apart from us, not a single person shall be spared.”

Scott was taken aback, but felt no discomfort; in fact, he was quite pleased as he said, “Your will be done!”

—This was the norm on the Terra Continent.

He turned around and gave the command, “All troops prepare!

Continue advancing!”

In the light of the early morning, the giant Armor Suit was once again activated.

And the ranks of the White Folks followed closely behind.

“They didn’t kill me…”

The Hillsman thief looked blankly as the troop disappeared into the distance, still tied to a tree—he didn’t dare to ask them to let him down.

“What should I do now…”

…

Steward Moda awoke from his chaotic sleep.

He sat up in a daze, groggily coming out of a dream that left him exhausted, sitting by the bed, unsure whether he was in reality or still in a dream.

Half a year had passed since the incident in Leyan Territory, but the old steward had yet to emerge from this nightmare that felt more real than any bad dream.

—The child he had cared for years was actually a Vengeful Spirit… The young masters and misses he was close to were all Magical Beasts with countless killings to their names…

—His loyalty to his lord… that bright-eyed young person he had watched grow up and advised, had taken a wrong path upon his suggestion… step by step towards a final bout of madness.

“My lord…”

The grey-haired old man lifted his hand to his eyes, pressing down with a pained and feeble moan, unsure how to free himself from the painful memories that were like a nightmare.

[All residents of Leyan City, all children living in the mountains, please hear our words…]

A penetrating proclamation came through the window.

It was clearly a voice amplified by some kind of enhanced device, a sound so intense it even made Steward Moda recall when Baron Leyan had first mastered the Resonance Bag and, showing off, sang from the castle’s heights while Moda tactfully informed him that he had gone off-key from the first note.

As this pleasant memory surfaced, a mysterious doubt rushed up once more.

—Is this real?

—Could this really not be a memory modified by Young Master Yila?

Unable to distinguish the truth of the past and present, Steward Moda only felt the noise outside the window annoying, yet he was unable to stop them from continuing their proclamation: [We are relatives of the previous Baron Leyan, Labor Leyan, the source of his Hillsman bloodline]

[Now, I want to tell you that Baron Leyan was not the evil person portrayed by The Empire—do not be deceived by the unilateral lies of The Empire.

In fact, this is a conspiracy!]

[It was the Imperial Spirit Knowledge Institute, using Spirit Energy to control Baron Leyan and his children, plotting a huge conspiracy with their powers.

Of course, they failed, which is why Baron Leyan became their scapegoat; by bringing him down, Imperial People could shake off all responsibility]